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if this was real life. Was someone knocking at my door or not. I quickly sit up in my bed hoping it was just a dram but sadly it wasn 't. I quickly jump out of bed making my way over to the person waiting on the other side of my door. I smooth my hair with my fingers and rub my eye to make myself look decent enough. I open up the door to reveal one of the maids standing there. "Sorry miss, were you asleep?" She questions…

fashion trend whether its hair, nail or make-up. I know this; I’ve experienced this first hand. I chose to do this for my Graduation Project because; it’s my passion and my career goal. Once I graduate from beauty school I will be able to do my work from the comfort of my own home because, I will own…

wouldn’t even need a mirror – even though seeing it would have been great – just the sound and sensation was enough for me. My other favorite place was my pubic mound. Being a female and having to endure the harsh criticism of society as far as pubic hair goes, I have shaved there several times. I don’t anymore, but that’s beside the point. Often, within a day of shaving, razor burn would appear and I would pop any pimples that…

After conversing about various topics with my significant other a few months back, discovering that someone we know of is a pedophile, and discussing this matter I gained an interest in pedophiles; I never gave them much thought and knew very little about them. Luckily my significant other had a lot of answers to many of my questions since he had been interested in them before. Years prior he would visit the website 4chan.org and told me about discussions he had seen and read (when the website…

her daughter, and then the screen door creak open. Patience was carrying her doll Sue by the arm, her light golden brown hair slightly ruffled from where she had slept on it. Wide eyed and grinning, she quickly ran over to the small table, and then dropped to her knees in front of the jar. “Mommy watch the roly-roly baby buggies?” asked Patience, as she brushed a few strands of hair from her face. “Yes, sweetie, I did,” reassured Chastity with a smile. Patience dropped Sue to the floor, and then…

This was an incident happening when I first came to the America. It was Wednesday, the 7th day that I was living in the US, and I was unpacking my stuffs from my packages. Kathy, the only friend that I had in the US that time, called me. “Hey Lynn, do you want to join my birthday party this weekend?”, she asked. At that time, I did not neither go to work nor go to school. When she asked me, I unhesitantly agreed because I was feeling bored at home. After hanging the phone up, I was really…

CLA101 – Assignment 1 Age On the north wall of Tomb of the Diver, we can see that some men have beards, while some do not. Some men have larger and more full beards than the rest of them. As said in the lecture, this signifies age in classical Greek art. On the right side of the painting, there are two men sitting on a bench. The man who is further right is an older man because of his beard. He is sitting with a younger man, presumable the youngest in the painting. This young man has no sign…

“Hey Ethan,” my brother whispered to me. It was that time of night where he and I were nestled in our beds yet wide awake. Perfect time for conversing. “What was your love life like?” Staring into the black abyss of the ceiling, I assumed that this was a question in need of that special older brother advice; something that all older brothers specialize in. Contemplating this awe-inspiring response, I could not help but let slip a grin as a past, personal experience of young love recollected in…

and the leaves bid farewell to its mother. The sun parted way with the sky early today, leaving only gloomy clouds greeting the city. I sit behind a group of young ladies schmoozing the day away. With their high heel boots, leather jackets, curled hair, and that latte cup they got at the cafe behind them, I instantly thought of typical white girls. These typical white girls are all over the mall, splurging their week’s worth of work, and do it again next week. They are very Fashionista, with…

Beyond the Forest I rolled out of bed and yawned. I decided to go horseback riding so I could see the morning sunrise. I threw on some dark green riding clothes (because that’s my favorite color) and ran out the door. I walked the familiar path and I was almost at the stable when I heard footsteps making their way toward me. Without turning around I yelled, “Adrian I know you 're behind me!” The footsteps stopped, I heard a swish and before I could blink, Adrian was upside down hanging…